At night, a sudden heavy rain in Beijing washed away the dirt of the entire city. Bei Yinyao was half-lying on the bed with a pillow in her hand, holding a magazine in her hand, looking at the rainstorm outside from time to time, and then at the sleeping Yang Siluo. Thinking that the little guy was in trouble in the kindergarten again today, he couldn't help laughing, lowered his head and kissed the little girl on the forehead, and pinched his little nose dotingly.

"You naughty little one, when will you grow up?"

Yang Siluo seemed to feel that his nose was not very comfortable, raised his hand in his sleep and waved it chaotically, opened Bei Yinyao's hand, and then turned over and continued to sleep.

Bei Yinyao looked at the little guy and laughed again: "It's not honest to sleep!" After saying that, he tucked the quilt for the little guy, then yawned, put the book in his hand aside, and was just about to turn off the light and go to sleep, when the phone rang suddenly.

Bei Yinyao frowned, looked at the time, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening, found the phone and saw that it was a big call, pressed the answer button and said, "It's so late, what's the matter?" ”

A loud voice came from the earpiece: "Sister Bei, that old guy Zhou Ren'an bought a ticket to Urumqi, Xinjiang in the early morning, do you want to keep him?" ”

"Urumqi?" Bei Yinyao muttered, and then asked, "There is no news from the city bureau yet?" ”

Da Zhang said: "No, those terrorists must have accomplices, but all the perpetrators of the violent terror case were killed, and the clues were all broken, and it will definitely take time to investigate clearly." ”

Bei Yinyao pondered and said, "That Zhou Ren'an is going to Urumqi and tell me what you think." ”

Da Zhang said: "I mean let him go, if the violent 1 terrorist case is related to him, then he went to Urumqi this time, maybe we can find clues in him." ”

Bei Yinyao said: "Then do as you say, but we don't want to participate." There is no need for a clown to focus on him, just notify the city bureau. ”

"Yes!" Da Zhang said, "I'll call Director Lin now." ”

After Bei Yinyao explained, she put down the phone and thought about things for a while, then turned off the light and went to sleep. For the current Bei Yinyao, Zhou Ren'an is just a small character who does not enter the stream, and what happened some time ago is just a small episode in her life.

The next day, China announced that the Sino-Thai military exercise had been successfully concluded. Everyone in the world is thinking about the sudden announcement of joint military exercises between China and Thailand since the Philippines was attacked by terrorists. Now that the Philippines has temporarily quieted down and the Sino-Thai joint military exercises have ended, it will always make people wonder if there is something wrong here, otherwise it would be too much of a coincidence.

No matter what the outside world thinks, the Sino-Thai exercise is over. Two days later, Yang Luo stepped off the warship, stepped on the land of his home, looked up at the sky and laughed: "Lao Tzu is back alive again!" ”

At this time, more than a dozen military vehicles came galloping, and Zhao Yongjin, commander of the South China Sea Fleet, got off the car, and said with a happy smile when he saw Yang Luo: "You kid is finally back, you did a good job!" ”

The corners of Yang Luo's mouth twitched: "Lao Zhao, it's been a long time, but the demeanor is still the same!" ”

Zhao Yongjin laughed, and didn't care about Yang Luo's lack of big or small: "Let's go, I'll prepare the reception banquet for you!" ”

Yang Luo shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I don't have time to drink!" ”

"How?" Zhao Yongjin said suspiciously, "What else is going on?" ”

Yang Luo sighed and said dissatisfiedly: "It's not the big boss and the second boss, I feel uncomfortable when I stay here, and I always try my best to find something to do." ”